"I'm sorry," that's about all I can say. You mean more to me than them. I don't know why, but you do. I love you, and I don't think you see it in its entirety. I hope the random visits don't stop. I enjoy seeing you. You actually bring me back to reality and make me see things the way they truly are. For a brief second, but still. Things just feel ( Read more... )

that makes me feel this way, I guess. Or at least that's what he says. It's partially true, yeah. But, no. It's him and his music. He makes me feel alive, which doesn't come easily. I'm happy with him, but then he shoots my hopes down. I want him, and he fucking knows it. The funny thing is, he might want me, and that's something I'm not used to. ( Read more... )

I'm feeling so detached lately. I don't talk to people; people don't talk to me. Do I even fucking matter? Is Meg still existant, or is she just a figment of imagination? I don't know. I've been pretty down lately. Every high has it's low. I wish it didn't ( Read more... )

I'm feeling so, so, so, so miserable.

I really like him. And I miss him. And his birthday is soon. I want to do something special. I dunno though. I guess I'll just invite him over. Or maybe ask him to the movies? He might like me. I hope he likes me. I really miss him. And I want him to be part of my life again.

I look out for people. I cry for them. I check up on them. Does the fact that them doing drugs hurts me matter to them? Of course not. I'm tired of being the mother figure to everyone. Let them fuck up their lives. Let them get sent to jail... I love them. And they're supposed to love vme too. So why don't they care that they've been hurting me? ( Read more... )

I’m blinding my eyes to everything that was ( Read more... )

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I went to Hamilton tonight, and I'm thinking it was a total waste of six dollars. I went to see James, not even the bands. Bagel was there, and guess what? He was all over Kate, just like everyone else. And apparently I'll never get thought of "like that" and I have a cute butt. I dunno. Eveyone just needs to fuck off. I'm tired of being alone. I'm ( Read more... )

The familiar feeling of steel against flesh ( Read more... )

i feel so used. like i was just thrown aside. why won't he pick up? he promised i'd see him today. at least to my memory. sunday is today. sunday was supposed to be my day. where is he?